Take a knee, 3.5 readers.
I’m not old. Depending on your age, you might consider me old or young.
I am old enough to remember the 9/11 attacks, and also, that there was a pre-9/11 world and a post-9/11 world, and I don’t think any of us understood how naive, maybe even innocent we were in those pre-9/11 days until after the World Trade Center came down.
Much has happened since then. America responded. Republicans and Democrats have been at each others’ throats as to what’s the best response, leaving the country more divided than ever, to the point where everyone involved in politics hates each other so much that it makes me wonder if the terrorists didn’t in fact win that day.
I don’t get political on this blog. Prior to 9/11, I was vocal about my political opinions, but that was back in the day when people were able to talk, listen, agree to disagree, and then have a beer together after.
Now each side is so hell bent on convincing the world that the other side is a bunch of fire breathing kitten kickers that I’ll have no part of it.
What I will say this. The Western World, with all of its democracy, freedom, capitalism, and opportunity, is not a bad place. If it was, people wouldn’t be flocking in droves to come here.
It should be protected. More importantly, it deserves to be protected. The fate of humanity rests on it being protected.
How exactly to do that…I hope the powers that be can come together and find a way.
I’d offer my thoughts, but I’d rather be universally loved then partially hated, and if there’s one thing for sure these days, offering your opinion on anything political is a surefire way to get 50% of the population to hate your guts.
So I’ll just stick with my humble blog and my fun stories and more importantly, with my beloved 3.5 readers, who approve of me at a whopping 100%.
Wait. This just in. The .5th reader thinks I stink. Fine. 95% of my readers love me. Did I even do the math right on that? Someone get a pen and paper and figure it out.
I am thinking of you, Paris. It’s a lame thing to say. Really, how does me thinking of Paris help them but alas, it’s all I can do.
Politicians of the world, good luck, and make an effort to come together as the free world needs you to do so now more than ever.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be here at BQB HQ with my head buried in the sand, writing my goofy stories that only 3.5 people read.
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